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    New Lyrics by yours truly...have a gander!

    "Mr Collectvist meet Mr Europhoria"

    If you let me die obschina, the malfunctions will start
    Collapsing Fulcrums, break in two

    Our Jaws are wired like octagons
    We're moving further away from our corpses

    Behind europhoria hides a beautiful lie
    Behind every regime lies a faultless institution

    If you let me die obschina, the malfunctions will start
    Collapsing Fulcrums, break in two

    Our Jaws are wired like octagons
    We're moving further away from our corpses

    We share interwoven prophesies
    Our bones rattle to pulses
    Dance! Shadows, Dance!
    Yet another falsety...

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    "Animal Equality"

    Palpitations of an innocence lost
    Under the clouded judgements of an escape
    You merely reinforce the system you’re unaware of
    How long can you read with your eyes closed?

    The prose and nasal ramblings of a fool
    Whose ignorance cannot be excused or championed

    Permutations of your ignorant cloth
    These circumstances that begin to grate
    You offer the useless sighs of contentment
    Apathy borne out of self importance

    The prose and nasal ramblings of a fool
    Whose ignorance cannot be excused or championed

    Animal equality! Animal equality!
    Just consumer apathy
    Disengage a franchise

    As we scratch an itch into unskilled endeavour
    Recalling mantras past your words won’t stick together
    Recall our mantras past!

    To make something without repetition...

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    "Hourglass disfigure"

    As our skin grafts costumes that will never fit
    These indifferent reactions are served forthwith
    Our souls melt to the floor, lumpen feet aid the dance, the drum

    You call it noise, we call it exultation
    Joining limbs such an alien concept
    Deliver it from harm with you
    We salute
    The chant, the song and the hymn
    But i wont stand in your way
    The chant, the song and the hymn

    A deliberate distance of ideals and intent
    Code on a screen brings your untimely death
    The message is bold and brash like an hourglass disfigure

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